Sweatshop Union - Blue Collar Ballad lyrics
[Sweatshop Union - Blue Collar Ballad lyrics]
(Employees they want the benefit's
They want the pensions but they just
Don't want to work for it)
Who the hell you think I am?
Well he's a well dressed man
With his well pressed pants
Buying ethical funds, crushing helpless ants
Walking like he won the sweepstakes
Carrying his briefcase
Wonder if his wife liked
Marrying this cheap skate
But he's great to talk to
If you're wearing a suit too
Might spend a sec pretending to
Be caring what you do
But, you knew, as I do
That who's who is vital
He's the face behind the desk who
Will choose to deny you
A chance to taste the paradise, appetise
Then mask the face, that paradise a disguise
Compassion lost for these high fashion costs
Five hundred dollar shoes and a Macintosh
I'm, laughing softly, just waxing lobbies
Pretending I don't notice and, acting snobby
Just mopping the floors here
And I've been here four years
Before this I was equal
Just like you pour beers down your throats
Go home and beat your wives
I've heard all your stories
You can keep your lies
And, keep your 'Hi's' and
'Hello's' and 'Goodbyes'
And your condescending point of view, sir
Who the hell you think I am?
I thank God for what I got
But, I take what I can get
I trade away my time and
Talent trying to balance paychecks
My painting is sub par
I find it hard to stay alive i know your
(feet sitting?) high
But how many will survive
So I strive from 9-5 for my minimum wage
And in this blue collar charade
I just seem to get played
Afraid you'll think nothing of it
I'm just a workforce puppet
The pot is boiling over
I'm at the point of saying fuck it
Love it or leave it
It's life as we perceive it
Believing it or not
We all work as if we need it
Seems that respect is at an all time low
Not an ounce of elbow room
But we're all trying to grow
And I may only be a stones throw
From where I am trying to go
But these seeds we need to
Sow before we achieve gold
And the older I turn
The more I start to learn
Yet the less today I earn
Curse the work in hell I burn
(Employer) Sure has changed
These days it seems everyone's
Scared of a little
Hard work the world would be a better place
If everyone worked more harder give up your
Breaks, give up your personal
Freedom you too, will have a life of success
We all try to break bread
But, it's hard to stay fed
Another large number paycheck
Today gets wasted
Amazed at the haste at which
We pass day to day
Dreaming of the things we'd do
If we had major pay slave away and starve
Play the game and live large
I once hid scars as a kid, now we are
Grown folk, with our own hopes and goals now
Sold by the gallon, talent flows and know-how
Hope to slow down, provoke the whole town
Hard to fill dreams with these
Jobs we hold now so hold your cold frown
Don't be a nerdy clerk
Who the hell you think I am?
Do your own dirty work
Who the hell you think I am?
(Employer) Al i've been reviewing your file
(Employee) yeah?
(Employer) You've been with the company
Four years now
(Employee) yeah, about four years so what?
(Employer) For all four years
I get nothing but complaints about you
(Employee) Complaints about me?
(Employer) You don't show up at work
You don't take pride in your job
(Employee) Ah, Christ
(Employer) You think you're
Something special? (Employee) Pshhhh
(Employer) There are a million and one other
People out there just like you
(Employee) Just like me, right? yeah, I'm
Sorry I couldn't make you happy
Sir you want me to, get off
My break and stop eating
Maybe shine this floor
Up nice for you you know
Take some pride in my work or you
Know, make you a little more happy
Maybe that would make your day, would it?
(Employer) That's enough just
Get your belongings, and leave
(Employee) Leave?
(Employer) Or security will have to
Escort you from the building
(Employee) Escort? What? Fuck you
Then man! I QUIT!
They want the pensions but they just
Don't want to work for it)
Who the hell you think I am?
Well he's a well dressed man
With his well pressed pants
Buying ethical funds, crushing helpless ants
Walking like he won the sweepstakes
Carrying his briefcase
Wonder if his wife liked
Marrying this cheap skate
But he's great to talk to
If you're wearing a suit too
Might spend a sec pretending to
Be caring what you do
But, you knew, as I do
That who's who is vital
He's the face behind the desk who
Will choose to deny you
A chance to taste the paradise, appetise
Then mask the face, that paradise a disguise
Compassion lost for these high fashion costs
Five hundred dollar shoes and a Macintosh
I'm, laughing softly, just waxing lobbies
Pretending I don't notice and, acting snobby
Just mopping the floors here
And I've been here four years
Before this I was equal
Just like you pour beers down your throats
Go home and beat your wives
I've heard all your stories
You can keep your lies
And, keep your 'Hi's' and
'Hello's' and 'Goodbyes'
And your condescending point of view, sir
Who the hell you think I am?
I thank God for what I got
But, I take what I can get
I trade away my time and
Talent trying to balance paychecks
My painting is sub par
I find it hard to stay alive i know your
(feet sitting?) high
But how many will survive
So I strive from 9-5 for my minimum wage
And in this blue collar charade
I just seem to get played
Afraid you'll think nothing of it
I'm just a workforce puppet
The pot is boiling over
I'm at the point of saying fuck it
Love it or leave it
It's life as we perceive it
Believing it or not
We all work as if we need it
Seems that respect is at an all time low
Not an ounce of elbow room
But we're all trying to grow
And I may only be a stones throw
From where I am trying to go
But these seeds we need to
Sow before we achieve gold
And the older I turn
The more I start to learn
Yet the less today I earn
Curse the work in hell I burn
(Employer) Sure has changed
These days it seems everyone's
Scared of a little
Hard work the world would be a better place
If everyone worked more harder give up your
Breaks, give up your personal
Freedom you too, will have a life of success
We all try to break bread
But, it's hard to stay fed
Another large number paycheck
Today gets wasted
Amazed at the haste at which
We pass day to day
Dreaming of the things we'd do
If we had major pay slave away and starve
Play the game and live large
I once hid scars as a kid, now we are
Grown folk, with our own hopes and goals now
Sold by the gallon, talent flows and know-how
Hope to slow down, provoke the whole town
Hard to fill dreams with these
Jobs we hold now so hold your cold frown
Don't be a nerdy clerk
Who the hell you think I am?
Do your own dirty work
Who the hell you think I am?
(Employer) Al i've been reviewing your file
(Employee) yeah?
(Employer) You've been with the company
Four years now
(Employee) yeah, about four years so what?
(Employer) For all four years
I get nothing but complaints about you
(Employee) Complaints about me?
(Employer) You don't show up at work
You don't take pride in your job
(Employee) Ah, Christ
(Employer) You think you're
Something special? (Employee) Pshhhh
(Employer) There are a million and one other
People out there just like you
(Employee) Just like me, right? yeah, I'm
Sorry I couldn't make you happy
Sir you want me to, get off
My break and stop eating
Maybe shine this floor
Up nice for you you know
Take some pride in my work or you
Know, make you a little more happy
Maybe that would make your day, would it?
(Employer) That's enough just
Get your belongings, and leave
(Employee) Leave?
(Employer) Or security will have to
Escort you from the building
(Employee) Escort? What? Fuck you
Then man! I QUIT!